I’m a college student and I get less sleep on the weekends than I do on weekdays. It’s a mix of having so much to do on weekdays and not wanting to miss anything on weekends—a tireless cycle that will surely culminate at the end of the quarter in somewhat of a winter hibernation. Oh, how I cannot wait.

Only in an honors dorm would anyone go around taking a survey to rank the six trig functions. But that’s just what I did on Saturday night. First I asked everyone in my suite; they all complied and ranked the functions on Post-its. Then I went to my favorite suite on floor 21 and asked them to do the same. Then I asked the hall director. And my suitemate's girlfriend. After getting the rankings from everyone, I then proceeded to rank the rankings according to my preferences. This is life in an honors dorm.

Sometime during that night, I was enticed by the promise of a computer program that solves Rubik’s cubes and then spent almost 2 hours not watching Rubik’s cubes being solved, but instead trying to install random software as Eric tried to install a dock on his dual-screen Linux-running computer. Again—this is honors dorm life.

It was about 3 a.m. when we started talking—just talking. About random things. You know—math, lucid dreaming, spitting. Everything. I actually made a comment about my fascination with the train of conversation, so Tim started writing down the topics of conversation so we could follow them. It really was fascinating. How we went from books to midnight running to being raped to math problems. Once again, life in an honors dorm.